Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from United States and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bad Manners to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Laurel Aitken,
Moebius,
New York Dolls,
Soft Cell,
The Cure,
Au Pairs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oblivians,
Danielle Patucci,
Alton Ellis,
Man Parrish,
The Techniques,
Pylon,
Ponytail,
Chrome,
Kayak,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ossler,
Darondo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bill Wells,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Standells,
Toni Rubio,
A Certain Ratio,
Kenny Larkin,
Ituana,
Chris & Cosey,
Suburban Knight,
Max Romeo,
Mad Mike,
Pole,
Cheater Slicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Monks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Halsall,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Y Pants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Style,
Bad Manners,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Görl,
Bush Tetras,
Stiv Bators,
Howard Jones,
Soul II Soul,
Josef K,
Pantytec,
Index,
Sister Nancy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fear,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.